Man, why was everyone so busy all of a sudden?
I called Russ to see if he would like to do a live stream, and bring Red along. Things...Didn't work out like I planned. Turns out they got into a little fight, and he's beating himself up about it. Red is not the petty type, so it must have been something important. They're like an awesome duo together. He told me all about what happened. I'm not cold-hearted, so I listened patiently while he explained to me. But still. I'm also not very good at feelings, so it just made it even more awkward, if that was even possible. It lasted for a good thirty minutes, and it ended when he said good-bye. I think even he knew it was awkward. I know everyone has flaws, but the one I always hated was that friends were so good at comforting me, but I couldn't comfort them.
After the whole drama finally went through my head, I called Scott. He doesn't have a girlfriend, and he has no drama. So he has to be free, right? Wrong. My jaw literally dropped when he told me that he couldn't come over. He got the flu or something, and he was coughing all through the conversation. It was short, kept to a minimum. I said good-bye, and wished him well. I don't think he had time to respond before he coughed again, and hung up. So there goes my day. First Pewdie, then Russ, now Scott?
This sucks. It was now almost six o'clock, and I completely wasted a Saturday. That's what weekends are for, right? I sure hope so. I put my phone back in my pocket, and looked around me. Maybe I should consider tidying up a bit? It was a mess. Like usual.
Some T-shirts were strewn behind the sofa, left behind on those nights when I was supposed to go somewhere, and needed to change fast. Gatorade bottles were on the wooden nightstand. The beat-up coach was home to the gaming controllers, on those days when I would just sit down, let of some steam, and video game till eleven o'clock. And the brown carpet had some papers on it, when I would sketch. I live in a small house, it's not big at all. The walls were all white; I never got around to painting them. A hallway is in the corner, and leads to the bathroom, kitchen, and my room. And the last time it had all been cleaned was the last time we had a live stream, which was last Saturday. So there was nothing else to do.
Sighing, I looked for the remote control to the TV. It was way too silent. I could put in The Grudge, and watch it for the seven millionth time. Some people say she's not that scary, but I still get creeped out. She reminds me of how Red acts when the Late Night Crew even dares to interrupt her cellphone conversations. Just without the sound. Yeah, I should watch it, and compare the similarities.
I cracked a smile at my little lame joke. But nevertheless, I put the disc into the DVD player, and turned on the television. I wonder what Pewdie was doing?
I don't know why; I just miss his company when we're not talking or doing co-ops. I just wish he would come for a little while...Maybe a visit? Even a few days would make me happy for months. But...I hate to say it. I don't think it would be as fun if Marzia was invited. Then he would be with her all the time, and we wouldn't talk much, and I wouldn't get to know more about him, or see him up close in personal. I wouldn't get to see his deep blue eyes, or see if his hair is really as soft as I think it is...And I do really wonder, What could happen?
Wait, what?! What am I thinking?! I'm not...He's not...I shouldn't be thinking things like this...HOLY SH-Oops, I shouldn't cuss as much. But damn, that was scream was scary. I hate it when movies do that. I forgot to lower the volume...
I didn't like where my train of thought was headed earlier. And I'm sure Felix wouldn't either. But the movie was still on, so I can salvage what was left of my Saturday. Maybe later I could warm up a microwave meal from the fridge, and crash on the couch. Yeah, that's a good plan. A good plan indeed.
A.N:
Hello everyone! Second chapter. I'm excited. Real excited. I still don't know if this story will make it to be a complete thing, you know? Maybe. But until then, I'm happy with what I wrote. Hope you all enjoyed! And by the way: I have never seen The Grudge before. I just seen like the first ten minutes. XD. But I forgot one little thing:
Disclaimer: Yeah, I hate these too. But anyways, I do not own Cry or Pewdiepie. And if I did, they would be together by now. XD So, hopefully I won't possible get sued. Then there would be no more story to do. :( . I apoligize for any speling mistakes/ errors.
